Chapter 8
With a quick movement, Peter released his cock and shocked Gwen with the sheer size of that throbbing spear soaked in precum. "Wow . . . you are really big," she said with an awkward smile as Peter began to get her naked. It only took a second for her to realize that the massive manhood could reach far past her womb.
"Is it a problem?" The boy asked as he was ready to commit what a lot of people would think was a mistake. But this wasn't an accident like other couples could make; this was 100% intentional.
Gwen shook her head while helping Peter get naked as he was helping her. "I don't think so," the girl muttered as she lay on the bed, holding hands with her childhood friend. The boy took a few seconds to rub his length on those moist lips to get her ready for what was coming next.
With a deep thrust, Peter impaled Gwen with a mating press. He needed to fight for each inch inside that woman as his massive cock reshaped and stretched that virgin cunt to perfectly fit. Peter let out a loud grunt as he went balls deep in Gwen, feeling the tip of his cock poking inside her womb and her small breasts rubbing against his naked chest. Finally, he was one with the girl, and now he would never let go.
Meanwhile, Gwen let out a squeal of pain and pleasure as Peter not only molested the back of her throat with his long tongue but also her cervix with his cock. Her mind began to become mush the second that the stud began to move, and the sound of loud, wet clapping made the whole room shake.
The girl's legs coiled around Peter while their fingers were firmly interlocked. "Fuck, you are so deep!" Gwen exclaimed while having her pussy and mind destroyed by Peter, who had devolved into an animal in heat. The girl could feel that the cock was so big that it was creating a bulge in her lower abdomen, but she didn't care; the only thing on her mind was getting bred by the male on top of her.
They kept doing it for minutes like a pair of wild animals, sweat, tears, and saliva mixed together as their bodies clashed with each other. There was no room for talking or thinking as Peter slammed that fat ass over and over, his big balls balancing like pendulums with each strike. The duo felt as if they were one, working together to reach their mutual climax. However, everything needed to reach its end, and Peter's balls, together with Gwen's cunt, were about to blow up.
With a mighty roar, Peter broke into Gwen's womb with his cock and clenched his balls. "Please get pregnant!" He asked while unleashing what felt like life's worth of semen directly into Gwen.
The girl screamed and moaned, showering Peter with her girl juices as she felt the thick ropes of semen getting shot right into the back of her womb. Burst after burst of hot spunk began not only to fill but also overfill that fertile and young chalice. Gwen knew there was a 100% chance of impregnation, judging by the sheer warmth, amount, and thickness of the semen stuffing her like the sow she was.
There were five fertile ovules expelled by the girl's ovaries thanks to the alien corruption. They weren't expecting the flood of sperm that struck her womb. Millions of human sperms enchanted by Venom attacked without mercy those eggs, their size double the normal one and with sharp tips ready to pierce those chemical walls. With the same violence as a bullet piercing flesh, they quickly broke any barrier protecting Gwen's ovules and unloaded their genes right into their core. With swift action, Peter created the first five human/symbiote hybrids in his hive. However, as the king was still balls deep and flooding Gwen's womb with his hot seed, it was time for Venom to work.
At this moment, while both teenagers' minds were at their weakest point, thanks to their orgasm, Venom struck. Two tendrils came out of Peter's cock and moved inside that lake of semen that was Gwen's womb. Their target? Her ovaries. Slowly but surely, as the boy was still firmly locked inside the girl, they found the entrance of the fallopian tubes, went all the way into the nest of her eggs, and began to corrupt them. The alien pumped her black taint into the most sacred part of Gwen, changing and profanating each possible future child she could have; she was now forever a member of the hive. However, this was only half of the infection procedure; the other was the tentacles coming out of Peter's tongue and infiltrating her brain by her mouth and nose.
Those black and gooey agents of corruption merged with the girl's flesh and worked their way into her brain as they began to change and reshape her mind. ("Fuck . . . I can feel it . . . you are messing with my brain . . .") Gwen thought as she felt not only her womb filled with hot semen but her ovaries getting tainted by the black tendrils and the interior of her head groped by Venom's goo.
The alien got so deep that one could see her dark tendrils inside the white in Gwen's eyes. ("Relax, just let it happen,") Venom purred inside Gwen's mind, finding comfort in the fact that there was no resistance. On the contrary, as she began to tweak the teenage brain and leave an extension of herself inside Gwen, the alien could feel how eager the girl was for this change.
Venom sank her tendrils deep into Gwen's brain and began to mix and alter her chemical balance and neuron connections. It was subtle, but at that time she managed to weave a specific kink perfectly suited for her. Honestly, the alien didn't need that much work; she just needed to reignite the flame that was always there.
The kink was specific for her—something that a royal guard that would always follow them would need. The craving for expanding the hive, dominating other women for it to infect and spread their genes across the whole earth. It even added some sadistic glee from taming and breaking girls, just as Peter had, so they would become the perfect couple.
Gwen gains a new kink:
Royal Praetorian: The user gets extremely into becoming the top bitch of the hive and not only becoming dominant with other girls but also extremely submissive with her king. Also, there is no bigger joy for her than dominating other girls for the hive and her king.
After a minute of them being connected together in body and soul, Peter finally pulled out and observed the fruit of his work. Gwen, his childhood friend, was lying on the bed they used to sit on to play video games all night long, oozing cum from her pussy like a broken fountain. The stench of sex was flooding the room as the girl lay there with a ragged breath, her face covered with tears, saliva, and snot.
The boy took a deep breath as he felt his whole body shaking with pride and happiness. "Fuck . . . that was amazing . . ." he muttered while coated by a thick layer of sweat and pussy juices.
Gwen blinked a few times, feeling her body and mind strange but at the same incredible good. She could mostly feel the changes in her lower belly. "I think . . . you got me pregnant," the teenage mother managed to say as she squirted all the semen from her lower lips on that pink bed. They would need to change the sheets before her dad came from work.
Venom emerged from Peter's shoulder with a huge smile. "And blessed with a small part of me," she added, proud of the work she had done. The small tentacle head was happy that their hive was starting to grow.
"So . . . I am some sort of alien incubator now?" Gwen asked with a nervous chuckle. It was true that was one of her kinks, but still, she also needed to be able to play the guitar and do other stuff.
The alien shook her head. "Oh no, no, you are indeed pregnant with my king's child, but those are still human children. . . mostly," she clarified. As Gwen was not a broodmother, the girl was far too important for such a job. Venom decided to turn her into a royal guard, a role in the hive in charge of protecting the king and queen 24/7.
Peter raised an eyebrow, noticing that his boner was not even close to being done. "Mostly?" He asked, looking for further clarification about the topic.
"A little improved with my DNA so they become metahumans," Venom added as she made sure to remove most of the normal human weakness and add something extra. Well . . .a lot extra.
Gwen nodded as she placed both hands over her lower belly, feeling new life growing quickly inside her. "Oh, that is nice, so . . ." she muttered now that post-nut clarity was beginning to set in.
"What now?" The girl finally asked, not knowing what to do next. Since they needed to talk about their future but also, they could also go for round two.
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